That came along with sobriety.
I’ve been sober for about 9 months now after decades of addiction problems.
I feel so much better physically and especially mentally, and along with that came self confidence that I haven’t had in years.
Aced a job interview and got a great job that I wanted, met an awesome lady and received some unexpected great financial news.
This sober lifestyle really agrees with me!
Very thankful and grateful!
Why did we build them if cyclists continue to skirt them and ride on the road or sidewalk? They are specifically for you! You don't see cars avoiding the roads paved for them...
I've never gotten along. Maybe it's the pack mentality or the need to control something w/ hierarchy as pet Owner. I'm not sure. But cats and cat people are so much better.
I ventured forth and posted my self on a dating site for post 60 yrs.
My profile was painfully honest, although my picture was 6 years old.
I have had coffee with four ladies, whose pictures were at least 20 years out of date ??? Nice ladies but everyone was obsessed with bucket list world travel desires...and also an obsession with yoga or "adventure sports"
What happened to honesty and realistic expectations ?
I guess I will stick to the library or a seniors club to meet someone, who is up front..honest.
Women always get so weird about them! Why? I'm the only one of my friends who is genuinely cool with my guy going to a strip club occasionally. And it's not just to be the 'cool' wife, it's just harmless. He tells me all about it after, he's not getting dances all the time, and he's not the weirdo showing up in sweatpants, and not getting off in those sweatpants, and he comes home to me ready to go. Thanks ladies! I mean, I do always start a conversation about whether they seemed to like their job or not, and ask how he would feel if they didn't - because, morally, I have huge issues if that's the case and think he should, too - but otherwise, there are worse things he could be doing, amiright?
The worst thing I’ve ever done in my life is give a fuck what other people think of me.
I was 23 and she was 33. She was a widow of only a year with two little kids, I only wanted to be friends at first....we both had traumas. I helped her around her house, we hung out for supper, I was way immature but I had a frigging amazing job that paid a lot! I think she saw security in me for her kids, and an opportunity for herself to breath a little without financial concern. We did start dating, but honestly I didnt want the package, I just wanted a friend to talk with and share common healing from trauma....but she wanted marriage and security. I totally buckled to the pressure and we got married. We fought a lot up to the wedding, but so much had been put into it, I think we both felt too much pressure to keep it going. I knew it was wrong to get married to her from the very beginning. She was way too messed up from the death of her first spouse....I was too young and too messed up from my own trauma. Many years later, after many bad fights, lots of her bad drug usage, police calls, her hitting me many times, I finally had the courage (yes courage) to tell her I was not in love with her and I wanted a divorce. The divorce has been total hell, her kids hate me, her family hates me, I am a devil reincarnate, and her dead husband is the hero...he was there for 2 years of the oldest life, I was there for 16. I feel it was a total waste of time for me, that we all would be better off if I had more courage when I was only 23....now Ive raised two kids that dont want anything to do with me, I pay 2600 a month in child support and Im on the hook for their university. But since Im not the biological or adoptive parent I have no rights. I really hope that I can recover emotionally from this, I really hope they can too. Jeez this feels good to get off my chest
Straight lives matter too. Thank you to all who support us.
I moved to Vancouver over a year ago for work as there are more opportunities in Canada for a young working profession. I did not understand the dating culture here. My friends at work have a list of probably 20 items for a man. I keep on telling them that no man can meet that criteria and you must love with your heart and not your eyes. I do not understand why a mans job is so important and is often number one on the list. I could marry a baker or even a grocer if he loved me with all his being.
You must love with your heart and not your eyes and no list can ever compare to this.
I confess I feel great! Vowed in April to stop buying monthly passes and to walk or cycle everywhere I can, and also since July have stopped eating Tim Hortons and other fast food... and it’s fantastic. Losing weight and spending less never felt so good. Fuck you translink but thank you also for your shitty service pushing me to be healthier. So always look on the bright side folks <3